your arms to your wrists before pulling them both together behind your back. His big hand clasps your wrists together with a vice-like grip and you’re helpless. The attention of his other hand returns to the dress as he gathers it again from the bottom and slowly rolls it up to your stomach to reveal your perfectly shaven cunt and the fact that you didn’t wear knickers, as agreed.

Good girl!” is whispered, smoothly and deeply, into your ear as you feel a finger parting and sliding back and forth between your hot and wet lips. You feel the blood rushing to your crotch as his finger slides your hood back and finds your clit. He slides a finger inside you…shallow at first…and slides it across your clit again, your own juices providing the lubrication as his fingertip gently encircles your clit, repeatedly. Your legs tremble with the intensity of the feeling.